After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#192 “Let’s Go Home, Love.”

As they stood outside the airport, the air heavy with the anticipation of departure, Benjamin prepared to board his flight back to Europe. Sophia’s expression was troubled as she watched her brother, a pang of sadness tugging at her heartstrings.

Alexander noticed her distress and reached out to gently touch her arm. 11 What’s wrong, love?” he asked softly, concern etched in his features.

Sophia sighed, her gaze distant as she struggled to put her emotions into words. “I just can’t shake this feeling of disappointment,” she admitted, her voice tinged with sadness. “My grandfather was someone I respected deeply, and I just can’t understand how he could be involved in something like this.”

Alexander nodded understandingly, his grip on her arm tightening slightly in a gesture of support. “I know, it’s hard to come to terms with,” he murmured, his voice filled with empathy.

But Sophia wasn’t finished. With a heavy heart, she continued, her words coming out in a rush of emotion. “And the documents we found…they revealed so much more than I ever could have imagined,” she confessed, her voice trembling with emotion. “Crimes related to the mafia, the revelation that my father’s car accident was a result of mafia retaliation…it’s just too much to bear.”

Tears welled up in Sophia’s eyes as she spoke, the weight of the truth crashing down on her shoulders. But even in the midst of her grief, there was a steely determination in her voice.

let them get away with this,” she vowed, her voice filled with resolve. “Those responsible for these heinous crimes will face the consequences, no matter

Alexander pulled Sophia into a tight embrace, his arms offering her

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asked softly, his voice

she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t shake the feeling of dread whenever I’m in

as he listened to her confession. “I understand,” he murmured, his voice laced with empathy. “But you don’t have to face this alone, Sophia. We’ll navigate through

his embrace, finding comfort in his reassuring words. But as she listened to Alexander’s warning about the

voice trembling slightly. “But I can’t just

“But we need to be smart about this. We can investigate together, but promise

unwavering. “I promise, “she vowed, her

suggested involving Kyle in their investigation, recognizing

on this,” he suggested, his voice thoughtful. “He’s got connections and resources that could help us figure out who took those

grateful for Alexander’s insight. “That’s a good idea,” she said, her voice

the thought that Sophia might be troubled by more than just her father’s involvement with the mafia. “Are you okay with the revelation about your father having

it’s a lot to process,” she admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “But I believe in my father’s